Mythological origin

After flying into the sky with a sonic boom, Ding Lei, who was almost driven crazy by the excessive power in his body, calmed down a little in the cold air at high altitude.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You woke me up." Bai Mo responded calmly.

However, what he didn't know was that due to the different speeds of time flowing in the two worlds and the huge distance across them, his voice sounded to Ding Lei like the unclear whisper of an ancient god.

"It turns out that the master of psychic treasure can really be summoned?!" Ding Lei originally did not have much hope that he could be rescued, but it was just a last-ditch effort to save the situation.

At this moment, he recalled that his brother Ding Man, whom he had not seen for several years, had asked him to come more than half a month ago, introduced this "system" to him, and developed him into a "downline".

But before he could become familiar with the contents, a wildfire broke out in his city.

Normally, this kind of forest fire occurs here every two or three years. Usually, it only burns in the wilderness. After burning the forest, it will naturally go out.

The local residents have long been accustomed to it and don't take it too seriously.

However, no one expected that this time the fire would come so quickly that many people didn't even have time to run away before they were surrounded by the sea of ​​fire, and both the people and the houses were burned to charcoal.

Ding Lei's luck was not too bad, as he barely escaped the poison circle the first time. However, he made a mistake that now seems fatal - he fled to the wealthy area near the sea.

Because in his eyes, when fires broke out everywhere in the city, the wealthy areas where many professional fire prevention teams were stationed must be the relatively safest places.

And this place is by the sea, so there is definitely no shortage of water.

However, this time the fire actually spread directly towards the wealthy area...

……

Fortunately, I escaped death again and even turned a disaster into a blessing.

Ding Lei flew hundreds of meters high and looked down at his palm which had expanded to three times its original size. The dark blue light veins flowing under his skin were constantly resonating with the divine power injected by the "Lord of Psychic Energy Treasure".

He felt that every hair on his body could transform into a tiny lightning bolt, dragging a blue trail in the sky.

Ding Lei stood at the boundary between the sea and the land, and had to experience his five senses that were temporarily enhanced.

The sea breeze blew in with a salty smell, but it couldn't suppress the increasingly strong smell of sulfur in my nose - that was the smell of death wafting from the burning city.

“GOD BLESS YOU!!!”

He once again subconsciously yelled out this catchphrase that was engraved in his bones, and then swung his right fist uncontrollably towards the sea.

The originally calm ocean surface suddenly sank into a deep pit with a diameter of hundreds of meters. Tens of thousands of tons of sea water were squeezed into a liquid drill by the invisible force field.

When the fist wind reached the critical point, the entire sea area emitted the crisp sound of shattering glass.

Ding Lei felt that at this moment, he had become a conduit connecting heaven and earth.

The power of the ancient god is passing through his mortal body, temporarily rewriting the laws of physics.

The inverted tsunami rises from the ground like a crystal curtain wall.

The ice crystals condensed on the crests of the waves reflect the sun's rays.

The sun had already begun to set at this time, but the refracted light illuminated the area within a hundred miles as bright as noon.

Although Ding Lei's retina had been burned by the strong light and had some black spots, Bai Mo, at this moment, with the help of his eyes, clearly saw the strange scene wriggling in the sea of ​​fire.

Some flames that should have been swaying in the wind were now twisted into the shape of octopus tentacles.

Their ends were attached to the surface of the building that had not yet collapsed, greedily sucking in certain elements. The soot that seemed to be flying in the wind actually vaguely outlined the outlines of runes.

"Sacrificial formation diagram? Interesting." Bai Mo recognized the essence of these runes at a glance.

It was exactly the same as the formation that gave rise to the Ghost King hundreds of years ago when major human cities were destroyed by nuclear bombs.

The mastermind behind this strange fire is obvious, and it must be the work of the brain worm Ceres.

In the previous life, it was also it that stole humanity's nuclear submarine, used its psychic power to crack the launch device inside, and then launched indiscriminate nuclear attacks on several major cities, causing an incalculable number of casualties.

In this life, because Bai Mo threw out the Three Lives Stone, which fully recorded the operations of the brain worm, several nuclear powers that received the news, decided to believe it and stopped all nuclear submarines' sea missions and temporarily transferred the nuclear warheads to land.

This series of changes forced Ceres to change his strategy and launch new sacrifice operations.

……

"What sacrificial array diagram?" The ancient god's mutterings made Ding Lei feel a chill on his back.

There is no doubt that this is not a good word, and it made him lose his mind for a moment.

After all, Ding Lei is not some veteran strong man. A few minutes ago, he was basically just an ordinary person.

It was this moment of distraction that caused the trajectory of his punch to deviate half an inch.

The hundred-meter-high wave that should have hit the fire vertically was now pouring towards another area on the coastline that had not yet been burned.

Ding Lei's pupils contracted violently because that was also a densely populated area.

He could see countless swaying figures, and even their frightened looks were clearly visible under the vision blessed by the divine presence.

At the critical moment, the little finger of his left hand suddenly twitched on its own, as if it had its own independent consciousness.

That was Bai Mo's will, forcefully intervening along the line of faith.

Ding Lei seemed to hear a slight sigh.

His entire left arm began to make sword moves uncontrollably.

The tsunami that was originally out of control broke into billions of water droplets in mid-air, and a miniature star array pattern emerged inside each water droplet.

These formations are interconnected, weaving into a blue light net that covers the sky, and is able to gather the runaway water elements back into a precise torrent.

"boom--!"

When the water column compressed to the extreme penetrated the sea of ​​fire, Ding Lei seemed to hear a scream that did not belong to this world.

The extinguished flames did not dissipate into black smoke, but instead condensed into hundreds of red-scaled fire snakes.

These fire snakes coiled and entangled with each other, forming a huge mysterious totem in the air.

At the same time, a resonant vibration was heard from the depths of the Pacific Ocean, and a being sleeping at the bottom of the Mariana Trench seemed to be startled.

"Continue." Bai Mo's voice resonated directly in the depths of Ding Lei's brain, "Use your left eye to lock onto the center of the formation."

Ding Lei then discovered that his vision was split into two pictures.

Under the wild dance of the fire snakes in reality, there are also overlapping psychic veins outlined by dark blue light.

In the center of the burning ruins of the city hall, a humanoid shadow was holding a skull and chanting. The flames in the eye sockets of the skull were the flames of a mysterious totem. (End of this chapter)